Katie and I are back in the crib. We’ve got a chicken roasting in the oven, some wine in the decanter and some (very romantic) dub-step on the computer. We’re going to eat the chicken, those of us who aren’t detoxing for the rest of the month will drink the wine, and then we’ll make some gentle conversation by candlelight. Or the Wii. We’ll probably just play the Wii. And then polish off the sherry Katie’s just found.